Red Herring

Author:  Supreme Overlord Erin-chan

Rating:  G.  Anything else is in your dirty little minds.

Disclaimer:  Matsushita-sensei is too smart to do things like this to her own characters...which means they're not mine.  Sigh.

Notes:  I woke up with this plotbunny lying next to me.  At first I screamed in horror, but then I actually sat down and scribbled this out.  It's very short and pointless, it's also a concept that's been done over and over and over before.  But y'know, everyone has to write something cliché at least once in their life, right?

Pairings:  Tsuzuki x Tatsumi

Warnings for:  Red herrings, Tsuzuki being naughty.

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The door to Tatsumi's office crept open, and a sparkly pair of amethyst eyes peered inside the well-lit room.

"Can I help you, Tsuzuki-san?"  Tatsumi asked, looking up from his paperwork.  Tsuzuki stepped inside and locked the door behind him.

"You know what I want, Tatsumi," he said darkly.

"Tsuzuki-san?"  Tatsumi blinked in surprise.  He stood up as Tsuzuki moved around the desk to stand directly behind him.  Tatsumi turned around, and purple locked blue as Tsuzuki held Tatsumi's gaze, moving so they were mere millimeters apart.

"Give it to me, Tatsumi,"  Tsuzuki whispered.

"Tsu...Tsuzuki-san!"  Tatsumi took a step back, bumping into his desk.  "What...what are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about," Tsuzuki replied, moving in close again.  "You know very well what I'm talking about, stop pretending you don't."  Tatsumi's breathing became labored as Tsuzuki pressed against him, their noses almost touching.

"Give it to me, Tatsumi.  I want it—no, I need it."

"Tsuzuki-san, it's inappropriate...especially here, in the office..."  Tatsumi trailed off as Tsuzuki's hands went wandering.

"Tsu...Tsuzuki-san!  Stop that!"

"I'm just trying to get at it, Tatsumi.  Since you won't just give me what I need, perhaps you want me to work for it?"

"N...no!  Stop!"

"Then give it to me, Tatsumi.  I need it."

"Tsuzuki-san…"

"I need to feel my mouth around it, Tatsumi.  I need to taste that sweetness…please.  Please, Tatsumi…" Tsuzuki begged huskily, leaning into Tatsumi.  Their faces so close each could feel the other's breath, Tatsumi finally wavered.  He couldn't stand it any longer.  He gave into the urges the younger man coaxed out of him.

"Fine!  Take it!  Just keep on task for the rest of the day, please?"  He opened a draw and took out a large lollypop and presented it to the younger man.  Tsuzuki squealed happily and bounced off.  Tatsumi shook his head and returned to his paperwork.

Lollypops in the office really were inappropriate...

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What were you thinking?  You dirty YnM fans, you!  ;)